Anyone who's ever sampled Thunderbird is unlikely to forget the experience—or, for that matter, to recall it with much fondness. The stuff is the very epitome of bum wine, heavy on the alcohol and the commensurate taste of metallic burning. This detailed review breaks it down for the broke oenophiles in the audience:
For all the legend and hype surrounding this booze and its Clorox-like qualities, Thunderbird wasn't nearly as harsh as I was expecting. It retained a flavor of poorly fermented gra
Published on July 16, 2009 10:15